It was great to see them since the last time we had met was a long time ago. We drove all the way to Dexter as they proceeded to ask me the usual questions: how my flight went, if I had met any new friends, and so on. All I wanted was to get home to study my flashcards that I had been using on the plane. This next week was leading up to one of the pivotal moments in my life, because I would go to my first day at my new high school. I wasn’t sure what to expect.
AVID an education opportunity An educational opportunity that I have taken advantage of is AVID (Advancement Via Individual Determination) a program geared to help students get to college and to prepare them for college, influenced me to take charge in my education and my path to college. I started AVID as a 8th grader. As a first generation bound college student; I felt lost. My family had no previous experience with college so they would not be able to help me. I felt like all the weight of school and college was on my shoulders, a 14 year old left seeking opportunities that would help achieve the American dream “college”.
I was almost there. I had been nervously anticipating this day for a couple months now, but the time had finally come. As I sat on the plane, my thoughts wandered to what my new life would be like. My parents had sent me to the United States to attend an American high school. I was grateful for receiving this opportunity but also fearful of what it might hold.
Now don’t get me wrong, I did have a good high school experience; however this isn’t about the good times I had. I want to tell you a story about something else. A real life lesson that I learned in school, something truly beneficial to my future. My senior year of high school taught me many things, however nothing compared to what I learned when I hit rock bottom that year. My second semester of school I decided that because I already knew where I was going to college I didn’t have to try as hard in school and work as hard for my grades as I had before.
My mother tried to go to college at Ball State, but she barely finished a year before she decided it wasn’t for her. My father only did brief certification classes and/or tests; this was so he could get a better job or higher pay. Conventional college was not for him, in his words. I wasn’t sure if college was right for me because of my parents’ experiences. I was back to the “what do I want to be when I grow up?” thoughts, with no resolution in sight.
I placed the remaining items in my suitcase that I would be living out of for the next three weeks and stepped into the car to head to the airport with my parents. On the way to the airport, I tried to wrap my head around the fact that I was going on my first international mission trip, but I failed to. I had never done anything in my life that had scared me so much before. To begin with, I was greeted by the group of eighteen people I would be accompanying with on this
I tried to learn English in elementary school and even at my Russian University, but I felt my progression became stagnant. Because I had no one to practice with, I was not making the kind of progress I was hoping for. Therefore, moving to America would give me the opportunity to dive into an English-speaking environment and receive first-hand knowledge of English.
It all seemed great, but was I ready or would I ever be ready to see people in their worst days? It took me a whole year in college to realize that firefighting was something I did not want to pursue. Desperately looking for a new major, I started to consider teaching, but purely for selfish reasons. However, somewhere during my second year of college, there was a significant spark that led me to want to pursue teaching for a different reason. In high school, sports were everything, maintaining a good GPA was crucial.
It made sense to me. I never had a moment in time where I wanted to give up in an english class because it was hard. As those 2 Failures on my transcript indicate, that was not the case for me in math. With time to look over the outcome I realized I gave up. After I was out of school for around a month after my ACL surgery it was hard to catch up but It was not impossible.
I Hoped to learn all the requirements and exact stuff like how many hours for certain requirements. I also wanted to learn where to go to be able to fly for the cheapest and the fasted route to becoming a pilot.I had found remember the first time I flew in a small plane. The feeling of soaring through the air made every last second seem as if i was floating on a cloud in heaven. First I started with a aviation colleges like Phoenix East Aviation I went through their website and looked at there flight programs and the route to becoming a Airline Pilot. The route to becoming a pilot would take time dedication and Skill.
Never would they have imagined going to school let alone attending college but because of them I was able to attend school, graduate high school, and attend college. Because of them I had the amazing opportunity to be born in one of the greatest countries in the world and study to become anything or anyone I wanted to be. Because of them and with the help of the Clark Construction Field Scholarship I am able to pursue a degree in Special Elementary education with a minor in Human services and speech pathology and audiology. Without being awarded the scholarship for the past two years my parents and I wouldn’t be able to afford tuition and I wouldn 't be able to pursue a degree. I am not sure what the future may hold for me but I do know that if I am awarded the scholarship again I will be able to continue my pursue a degree so I can accomplish all my dreams and give back to my parents at least half of what they gave
After we moved I learned about Amelia Earhart in school and decided that I wanted to become a pilot and travel the world. Two years later we moved back up to Oregon but more towards Portland this time. A little while later I my mom told me that I was very good at arguing and that I should be on the debate team. After that I found out that lawyers have a big salary
I always wanted to learn more about the Holocaust, and I got the chance to travel with a tour group to Auschwitz. So, of course I took it. I’ve always wanted to go to Europe, and now it seemed I was able to. I was to fly out to Krakow Airport from New York. I was going to drive to NYC with the rest of the group to save money on a flight.
When I first graduated high school I thought I wanted to be a pilot to fly airplanes, so I signed up to attend classes at Kishwaukee College located in DeKalb. ECC helped me sing up for classes at an in district rate because Elgin could not offer the courses that I wanted to me. During the first semester I found out that I did not want to become a pilot anymore and that I would be happier if I changed and focused on computer science. The advisors helped me schedule classes back at ECC for computer science then next semester. During the last year and a half at ECC I have been able to start fulfilling my education goals by getting a good education and find out what I want to go to college for.
Deciding to attend Texas A&M University was both a hardship and immense, opportunity in my life. Coming from a close knit background, and possessing a very family oriented character, my decision to come to this incredible institution was one out of my comfort zone. If I was to be asked one year ago, If I could ever see myself standing on this marvelous campus, attending one of the top schools in the nation, I would have honestly responded, no. My counselors would have said no, my friends, my college advisor, my family. The answer would not have been yes, not because I wasn 't capable of meeting the standards to attend, but because there seemed more obstacles in my way than there was forces pushing me forward.